Yuan Che pressed An Mingchen to talk about business affairs all morning, and then returned to his room with two assistants.
Fang Ru brought tea to the three of them.
"Thank you, Mr. Fang." The attitude of the two assistants to Fang Ru was very polite, even a little in awe. They couldn't help being in awe of someone who could take care of Yuan Che personally. Yuan Che is notoriously cold-faced and violent in the company. Anyone who can spend more than 30 minutes alone with him can be included in the ranks of "martyrs".
Yuan Che discussed with them the content of the meeting just now, and then told them to go back to the company to write him a report and plan. In the end, he took out a few more pieces of paper and said, "This is the application form for membership in the villa. Please sign on it, and I will apply for a membership card for you as a reward for this business trip."
The two assistants were full of surprises. The sadness of sorting out materials and watching others having fun these days was finally comforted at this moment.
Yuan Che turned to look at Fang Ru again: "Fang Ru, come here and sign."
Fang Ru, who was packing his luggage, froze for a moment, and replied, "I don't need it, do I?"
"Come here." Yuan Che ordered.
Fang Ru could only walk over, picked up a pen and signed his name where Yuan Che's finger tapped. As soon as the pen was written, Yuan Che put away the document together with other materials. Fang Ru hesitated, and asked, "Don't you need an ID card and other documents?"
"I'll help you with this, don't worry." Yuan Che glanced coldly, "Are you two okay?"
"Okay, okay." The two assistants quickly handed over the application form in their hands.
"You can leave now." Yuan Che took the form and directly issued the order to evict the guest.
Without saying a word, the two assistants packed up their things and left neatly.
Fang Ru secretly laughed, what kind of terrifying Yuan Che is in the hearts of his subordinates
At the end of the four-day trip to the villa, Yuan Che was full of energy, but An Mingchen, who was the initiator, was full of gloom. For the first time, he experienced Yuan Che's rigor and ruthlessness in his work, it was like killing without blood.
The next time is intensive arrangement and discussion. Yuan Che was almost stationed in the company, and came home very late, and sometimes he didn't even eat well. In addition, his subordinates are also in dire straits, complaining endlessly.
Yuan Che was checking the documents, his brows were tightly furrowed, and it was already dark outside the window.
At this moment, the secretary knocked on the door and came in and reported, "President Yuan, a Mr. Fang brought this to you."
Yuan Che raised his head and watched the secretary gently place a food box on his desk.
"What about others?" Yuan Che asked.
"left already."
Yuan Che was silent for a moment, then lowered his head and continued to read the documents.
"You go out first."
After the secretary left, he set his sights on the food box. After a while, he put away the materials in his hand, took the food box, and started to warm it up.
He looked at the thick and fragrant hot soup in front of him, his brows stretched, and an inexplicable feeling surged in his heart. In this silent late night, for the first time, someone made him feel the feeling of being missed.
After eating and drinking, he could no longer concentrate when he picked up the file again. Thinking that there were still people waiting for him at home, he suddenly wanted to go home.
Yuan Che informed the secretary: "It's very late, let all those who work overtime get off work, and the rest of the work will be done tomorrow."
The secretary was very surprised and stayed for a while before agreeing.
Not long after hanging up the phone, Yuan Che walked out of the office. When he passed the secretary's desk, he said again: "Fang Ru will come to deliver supper to me in the future, and you can ask him to come up directly."
"Yes, Mr. Yuan."
The secretary watched Yuan Che leave, secretly dumbfounded, who is that Mr. Fang? A late night snack snatched away the workaholic boss...
Yuan Che returned home, but Fang Ru hadn't returned yet. He dialed the phone: "Fang Ru, where are you?"
"Ah, I'm on my way home." Fang Ru's voice and the sound of cars passing by came from the other end of the phone.
"You're walking home? Don't you know a ride?"
"Walking is very good. Not only can you enjoy the night view, but you can also exercise your body."
"It's not safe at night, I'll ask the driver to pick you up."
"No, I'll be there soon."
After hanging up the phone, Yuan Che lit a cigarette and stood by the window. But after a while, a familiar figure appeared at the corner of the community, carrying a bag of fruit, walking slowly towards the night. His whole body was shrouded in the warm-colored street lamps, his soft hair fluttered gently in the night wind, and a long shadow was drawn under his feet, calm and peaceful.
Not long after, Fang Ru opened the door and came in. Seeing Yuan Che, he smiled and said, "Yuan Che, you are back."
Yuan Che stared at him for a moment, then stubbed out the cigarette butt, and walked into the room without saying a word.
Fang Ru looked strange. Why did his expression just now look a little... frightening? Shaking his head, he stopped thinking about it, put the fruit away, returned to the room, and saw the card on the bedside table when he looked up. This is the credit card that Yuan Che gave him when he was in the villa, and he didn't use it for consumption. It is better to pay for expenses that are not within the scope of responsibility, so as not to be involved when resigning in the future.
Yuan Che returned to the room, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number: "Dylan, I have a crush on a man, what can you do to let me get him down as soon as possible?"
"...I'm sorry, I've been a little mentally ill recently, and I seem to have auditory hallucinations. Boss, what did you just say, can you say it again?"
"I fell in love with a man, what can you do to let me take him down as soon as possible?" Yuan Che repeated verbatim.
"..." There was a long silence on the other end of the phone before a trembling voice came, "Boss, if you're not joking, can I know who that unlucky man is?"
"You really want to die?"
"No, no, no." Dylan straightened his expression and said seriously, "First question, is that man straight or curvy?"
"He used to like women."
"Does that mean he is straight? This is a bit difficult." Dylan continued, "To bend a straight man, in addition to doing what he likes and making him feel good about you, you also have to let him adapt Same-sex intimate contact. Second question, how is your current relationship?"
"Very good." Yuan Che replied, "We live together now, hugging every day, and kissing occasionally."
"..." There was another silence on the other end of the phone, and then I heard him shouting at a high volume, "You have all progressed to the point of cohabitation, so what else can't you take away? Hug and kiss, go to bed Isn't it logical?"
"He doesn't like sleeping with men."
"Strange, since he agrees to live with you and can accept your hugs and kisses, why does he dislike having sex with you?" Dylan muttered a few words, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and asked, "The man you are talking about is not The life assistant who asked me to investigate before?"
"it's him."
Dylan understood now that he was one of the few people who knew Fang Ru's true identity. Fang Ru lived with Yuan Che not only to take care of his daily life, but also to help him treat his mental illness. Then the above assumptions are not valid, Fang Ru is a straight man, accepting Yuan Che's closeness may be just to build trust with him, but it is a bit difficult for that kind of relationship to happen. No matter how high-quality a psychotherapist is, no matter how good-tempered he is, he won't force himself to accept someone of the same sex for the sake of work.
It's just that he didn't expect Fang Ru to be able to catch Yuan Che's eyes. His charm is really not small.
"Yuan Che, he might not be easy to win." Dylan chose his words carefully, "If you like men, why not go gay..."
"Are you an idiot? If I just suddenly change my gender and want to find a man to play with, do I need to call you specially?"
So, did the Second Young Master really take a fancy to him? Alas, a moment of silence for someone.
Dylan said: "In that case, you need to figure it out slowly and soften him step by step."
"I don't have that patience." Yuan Che said directly, "What I want to know is how to win him in a short time? I want to formally establish a relationship with him, share the same bed, and have sex openly."
Khan, Second Young Master, can you be more reserved
"Since you can't wait, why don't you just eat him?" Dylan was confused. With Yuan Che's character, he shouldn't be so hesitant!
"Did I not make it clear enough before? He doesn't like sleeping with men, I want him to have sex with me, not rape."
"Uh... this is too difficult." Dylan rolled his eyes for a while, and suddenly said with a smirk, "I'll give you two suggestions for reference, one is to drink alcohol to create a chance for drunken sex; the other is to add drugs and aphrodisiacs , Let him burn with lust, and then you go and help him solve it. As long as you make him comfortable once, it will be easier in the future."
"How is that different from rape?"
"Of course it's different. One suffers from resistance, and the other enjoys powerlessness. The psychological feelings are completely different."
"... It's the first time I found you such a dirty person."
"Hey, Boss, I'm helping you out of conscience. Don't slander my loyalty."
Yuan Che snorted coldly and hung up the phone directly. Leaning on the back of the chair, he had a deep expression on his face, playing with the phone with his fingers, his thoughts were uncertain.
In the next few days, Yuan Che didn't do anything, but looked at Fang Ru with more and more explicit eyes. Whenever he turned his back to him, or concentrated on playing the piano, Yuan Che would make no secret of his attempts at him. Fang Ru occasionally noticed something strange, but when he looked back, he didn't find anything special.
Until the company's cooperation proposal was basically finalized, Yuan Che finally decided to act.
"Come to my room."
Fang Ru received a summons from Yuan Che just after taking a shower. He walked into his room strangely, and saw him sitting on the sofa recliningly, holding a glass of red wine, with loose hair, pajamas opened wide, and a lazy expression on his face.
"Come and sit." Yuan Che patted the seat beside him.
Fang Ru walked over and sat down.
"Pour yourself a drink."
"Is today... a good day?" Fang Ru asked hesitantly.
"Today is not a good day, but tomorrow is my birthday." Yuan Che said lightly, "You spend the night with me."
It was only then that Fang Ru suddenly realized that he didn't understand the real meaning of Yuan Che's "overnight", he just thought that he wanted to accompany him through 12 o'clock in the morning and say "Happy Birthday" to him for the first time.
Fang Ru poured himself a glass of wine and clinked glasses with Yuan Che with a smile.
Yuan Che said: "Have a drink with me today, and I won't go back to the boring party tomorrow."
"Is this okay?" Fang Ru took a sip of his wine and asked, "Your family must be looking forward to your return, right?"
Yuan Che snorted: "It's just to use this name to invite a lot of famous daughters and rich sons, and let us brothers and sisters choose a suitable marriage partner."
Fang Ru smiled and did not comment on this.
Yuan Che poured another half of his glass into his glass, and refilled it for Fang Ru by the way.
Fang Ru's alcohol capacity is not bad, but today's wine seems to be particularly easy to get drunk, and he feels a little hot after drinking two glasses.
Yuan Che was very close to him, holding the wine glass in one hand, resting on the back of the sofa behind Fang Ru with the other, gently brushing his skin with his wine-scented breath.
Fang Ru was secretly vigilant, retreated a little without showing a trace, then put down his wine glass, intending to find another topic to divert his attention.
At this moment, Yuan Che's phone rang suddenly. His face darkened, and he connected the phone: "What's the matter... Where is it... Okay, I'll be right there."
After hanging up the phone, Yuan Che's calm eyes seemed to be blown by a storm. He slammed the wine glass in his hand against the wall, and the fragments flew in an instant, and the red liquid splashed all over the ground.
"Fang Ru, go change your clothes and go out with me."
Fang Ru didn't dare to delay, got up and walked towards his room, muttering in his heart: What happened